I wanted to go to the bell ringing ceremony at San Francisco's Asian Art Museum, but it was at ten in the morning on New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve was on Friday this year, not a convenient time. Three years ago I went to the ceremony with some friends. The giant gong was rung continuously and anyone could take a turn. It was splendid to hear the deep continuous reverberation of the gong, a very auspicious way to bring in the new year. Anyhow, no bell ringing this year, but a walk by Lake Merritt. Lake-wise, winter is my favorite time of year. The geese population is diminished and the coots take over, small black birds with white dots. They glide over the cold smooth water like ice skaters.
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